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Chapter 1


Shellie lay on the small deck of the houseboat, the hot sun burning
into her already golden flesh.

She rested on the foam mattress, on her stomach, her bikini top untied
and her tits smashed beneath her. The bottoms of her bikini were so
skimpy that the luscious sweetness of her swelling ass was half
exposed. The sun heated her body, and she writhed sensually, opening
her legs to allow the rays to touch her inner thighs.

Shellie was slender, like a fashion model. But still, even though she
was slim, she had curves and hollows that excited the beholder. She had
rich, dark-brown hair reaching to her shoulders. She was tall, an inch
or so above the average woman. Her face was exquisite, her flesh the
creamy smoothness that made other women envious.

Shellie's tits were rounded and firm, the valley between them narrow.
They were full tits, yet tilted at the tips, her nipples arching toward
the sky when she stood. Her tits had always been firm, tight, and
round. Her waist was quite small, easily spanned by the hands of a big
man. Her stomach was flat, with only a hint of roundness below her
dimpled belly button. Her hips were curvy, flowing into exceptionally
long thighs and curvy legs. Perfectly shaped, her legs were outstanding
in her bikini or shorts. Her ass, although small, was tight and
rounded, the cheeks flawless, the crack deep and tantalizing to the
watcher.

Below her belly button was a thick mass of curly, soft hair that
excited anyone lucky enough to view it. The lips of her cunt, puffy and
tight, were almost hidden by the hair, especially with her legs closed.
The only problem with Shellie's cunt, if such could be called a
problem, was her unusually long clit. It was a good inch in length, and
she knew there weren't many women with such a clit.

Although the size of her clit had never caused her a problem, it had
caused her ex-husband to complain that it was like a very tiny cock,
and he refused to suck or lick it for that reason. But Shellie's clit
was the most sensitive part of her pussy. Not that her cunt itself
wasn't sensitive; it was. She could easily come with a cock inside her
cunt, the friction of a hard cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt
lips crating a wonderful spasm of orgasm in her. But if her clit was
sucked or licked, Shellie would often go out of her mind with ecstasy,
and come many times before the spasms would fade away.

Shellie enjoyed her clit.

When she was aroused, her clit swelled and bulged out almost an inch
long. She loved to hold it between her finger and thumb, and work it up
and down. She had allowed her husband to watch this once, and he had
made fun of her, saying it was the same as a boy jacking off. Needless
to say, his attitude cut into their relationship, and soon they were
sleeping in different beds, and no longer fucking. Since her divorce,
Shellie had been stroking her clit and making herself come as her sole
means of gratification.

And hating it.

She writhed beneath the hot sun, almost asleep. The background noises
were soothing. The soft lapping of the waves against the hull of the
houseboat was peaceful, and the soft clatter of her son inside the boat
was a comfortable, familiar sound. The river was wide, and clean, not
muddy and dirty like so many rivers. The banks were lined with
shrubbery and trees, and she had steered into this very small cove and
docked for the rest of the afternoon.

The divorce settlement had come at the end of the school year, and now
she and her son, Jay, had three wonderful months to enjoy the river
before he would return to school. Maybe they would find a nice place to
live on the houseboat where he could attend school, too.

The houseboat wasn't large, but quite luxurious. It contained only one
bedroom, but there was fold-out bunk over the queen-sized bottom bed.

"Mom, where's the damned tea?" Jay called.

"Honey," Shellie called back in a lazy voice. "You know I don't like
you to use such language. And the tea is on the top shelf above the
refrigerator."

"You want a glass, Mom?" he called, paying not the slightest attention
to her very mild complaint.

"That would be nice," she replied.

She thought of Jay, realizing he was growing up. When her husband had
drawn away from her, she had turned her affection toward her son, and
Jay accepted her hugs and caresses willingly.

As they drifted down the river that morning, they had passed a smaller
houseboat, with three girls, all in very skimpy bikinis. Jay had stared
at them with glowing eyes. Shellie had glanced at the front of his
swimming trunks. She smiled to see his cock straining in hardness.

She heard her son come out of the cabin, and looked up at him without
raising her head. She took the tall glass of iced tea and, as she
lifted her arm, the curve of one tit showed all the way to her nipple.
She heard her son gasp, but she said nothing. While Jay sat in a deck
chair, Shellie put the glass next to her head. She looked at her son
with slitted eyes.

He was looking at her, too. She didn't mind him looking at her; she was
used to being looked at, and her son was a man. Well, a boy, really,
but he was showing a very intense interest in girls, lately.

The sound of a motor came near, and she lifted her head to see a
cruiser slowly going past. It was filled with young girls, all of them
wearing practically nothing. One of the girls waved, and Jay waved
back. Shellie saw her son watching them.

The girl who had waved stood up and turned her back toward them,
sliding her bikini bottoms down and flashing her pretty ass. The girls
hooted and hollered, thrusting their middle fingers in the air with the
obscene gesture of fuck you.

"They're not very nice, are they?" Shellie said, sipping her iced tea.

Jay had seen the girl flash her cute ass, but now he was looking at his
mother again, his eyes widening slightly as he saw one of her tits. He
saw the light-brown nipple, and made a noisy, gulping sound.

Shellie glanced down at herself, then laughed softly. It was okay if
her son saw her tit, she felt. Even though she was his mother, her tits
were no different from those of any other woman, although firmer and
much prettier. She wiggled her hips into a more comfortable position.
Her long clit had begun to throb and swell, and it pushed at the pad
beneath her.

Jay watched his mother's ass wiggling, and again he made a swallowing
sound. He had caught a glimpse of his mother's crotch.

Shellie knew what he was seeing, but she didn't close her thighs. With
her unusually long clit swelling into hardness, she found herself
becoming excited, her cunt turning wet. With very gentle, almost
subtle, movements, she squirmed her crotch at the mat, knowing her son
was watching.

Jay was, indeed, watching. He saw the cheeks of his mother's swelling
ass clench in tightness, saw the way she pressed her crotch at the mat.
His cock began to throb, and he made no effort to conceal it. Shellie,
with her eyes slitted again, peeked at him, watching his cock press at
his wide-legged swim trunks. She found herself growing warmer with
desire, and her hips seemed to move of their own accord.

Suddenly Jay turned away and entered the cabin.

Shellie was disappointed in him. She knew she had been teasing her son
sexually, making his cock hard, doing things to draw his eye. She
considered her actions, and discovered she wasn't in the least ashamed
of it. Her son was interested in girls, and she was girl, although his
mother. She closed her eyes and found herself wondering about Jay's
cock, his balls, his young ass. That he was a virgin, she knew. He was
far too young to have become close enough to a girl to fuck her, she
was sure. She began to see her son in her mind, without his trunks on,
his cock and balls exposed to her. She started writhing her ass,
pressing her swollen clit at the mat, her cunt bubbling with sweet, wet
heat.

From inside the cabin, Jay was watching his mother through a window
screen, his cock in his hand. He squeezed and pumped his prick, eyes
staring at the exciting movements of her ass and thighs. He knew what
his mother was doing, and it sent shivers of pleasure through him. When
he first began to jack off a few weeks before, squirting his young cum
juice with force, he had started looking at girls with intense desire,
wishing he had one to shove his cock into.

Shellie, not knowing her son was watching her, smashed her throbbing
clit into the mat, giving a soft cry of delight as she came. When her
ass became still, Jay pounded on his cock in a frenzy, not knowing that
his mother, now that her excitement was cooling, could hear his gasping
breathing. Shellie knew then that her son had been watching her, and
that he was inside the cabin, jerking off wildly.

She wiggled her ass for his pleasure, opening her thighs so he could
see the bulge of her cunt inside the tight band of her bikini bottoms.
At the same time she lifted up, looking out over the river. One of her
tits showed now, and she listened to her son's quick intake of excited
breathing.

She shivered in pleasure as she listened to Jay's soft grunt as he
came, and then lowered herself back onto the mat, crushing her tit
beneath her, but leaving her long legs open.

Later, almost asleep, she heard the door of the cabin open, and peeked.

Jay came out and walked to the side of the deck. She watched him lift
the side of his swim trunks and pull his cock out. Arching his hips
forward, he sent a long stream of piss into the river. Shellie knew her
son thought she was asleep, and the knowledge that he would pull his
cock out with her there and take a piss sent a shudder of pleasure
through her. Although she could not see much of his cock, seeing him
piss created a heat inside her cunt that almost caused her to come
again.

Still later, after dark, she prepared a light dinner. Since she still
wore her bikini, she felt her son watching her as she moved about the
small kitchen. She couldn't resist, and, humming softly, did a few
dance steps that made her tight ass moving suggestively.

Since being on the houseboat, she had allowed her son to climb into the
top bunk before she entered, and had undressed and pulled her nightgown
on in the kitchen or living area. This was accomplished in the same way
tonight, but Shellie wanted to be with her son badly now.

When her son called out that he was in bed, Shellie pulled her bikini
off and slipped a gown over her naked body. She switched the lights
off, then climbed into the queen-sized bed beneath her son's bunk.

Almost immediately, she heard his sheets rustling. As she listened, she
found a rhythm to the sounds.

Knowing her son was jacking off again, Shellie felt her cunt throb and
become wet, her clit bulging out. She slipped her gown to her waist
and, feeling wanton, pushed her sheets to her feet. If her son looked
over the edge of his bunk, he would see her in the dim light. Shellie
stroked her long clit with two fingers, listening to her son jerking at
his cock. She squeezed her inflamed clit between her thumb and
forefinger, and then started working on it with short jerks.

"Oh, fuck it!" Shellie suddenly gasped.

The rustling above her stopped.

"What did you say, Mom?"

For a moment, Shellie couldn't believe she had said that.

Then she giggled, a throaty, lewd sound.

"I said, fuck it!"

"Mom!"

"Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it," she hissed, smashing her clit hard. "I
know what you're doing up there, Jay. I can hear what you're doing, you
did it near the window, and you're doing it again!"

Silence greeted her words.

"Jay, you're jacking off!" she said. "I know you're playing with your
cock, and I know you played with it earlier, looking at me."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Jay asked, his voice quivering with
part fear, part excitement. "I'm not doing anything like that!"

"Bullshit!" Shellie snorted, jumping to her knees and then to her feet.

She looked over the edge of her son's bunk, but Jay had pulled the
sheets to his neck when he heard his mother. At the side of his bunk
was a small window, and the full moon seemed to cast a silvery light
right across his crotch. His cock stood up, tenting the sheet.

With a quick dart of her hand, Shellie pulled the sheet from her son's
body and saw his cock sticking through the fly of his shorts. She
gasped as she stared at it.

Jay grabbed for the sheet with a surprised gasp, but his mother tore it
from his hands.

"Look at you," she said, her voice husky. "Lying up here above me,
jacking that cock off! And me ... and me ..."

Her hand shot out and closed about her son's cock. Jay gasped as his
mother squeezed his cock hard. He lay stiff and unmoving, not certain
what he was supposed to do. What his mother said was true, but he
didn't know how she knew. He wasn't afraid; he was just startled by the
sudden grab his mother had made on his cock.

Shellie felt the heat of her son's cock searing her fist, felt the
throbbing of it. She held his cock as tight as she could, making
moaning sounds, staring at his bulging cockhead in the shaft of
moonlight.

"Oh, God!" she whimpered with excitement.

Her fist moved, slowly upward. Then downward, still slowly. Up ...
down.

"Mom, do you know what you're doing?" Jay gasped.

"Yes, damn you," she groaned. "I know perfectly well what I'm doing.
I'm jacking your goddamn cock, that's what I'm doing!"

Jay gritted his teeth. His mother's fist wasn't moving very fast on his
cock, but it was going up and down. The sensations were overwhelming
him, and he struggled to remain as still as he could, not knowing if he
should move or not.

Shellie pumped her son's cock as she stood on her bed, her pointing
tits smashing at the edge of the overhead bunk. Her eyes were big and
round, glassy with increasing desire. The head of her son's cock bulged
out hotly, her fingers squeezing his prick very hard. Then she moved
her hand downward, and cupped his balls through his shorts. She pressed
at them, squeezing them, and Jay groaned softly with delight. With a
low cry she released his balls and grasped his cock again.

"Ohhhh, Jay!" she whimpered, racing her fist up and down this time,
holding his cock tightly.

"Mom!"

"Come here," she said, pulling at his cock. "Jay, climb down to my
bed."

As her son swung his legs over the bunk, Shellie kept a tight grip on
his cock as if afraid it would disappear. With her holding his cock,
Jay couldn't drop down to her bed. Shellie brushed her cheek over this
thighs as she stared at the hard-on. Then, before her son knew what she
was going to do, Shellie darted her face to his prick and kissed the
head. It was a quick kiss, right on his piss hole, but it was long
enough for Shellie to feel his moistness, long enough to make her lips
tingle, and her clit to lurch.

"Now, climb down, baby," she said in a very low, throaty, voice,
turning his cock loose.



Chapter 2


Jay lay on his mother's bed, flat on his back.

There was no moonlight here, and Shellie clicked on the small reading
light on the bulkhead.

"I want to see," she whispered.

Jay gazed at his mother. He didn't feel shy, or embarrassed. He felt an
intense excitement, his cock standing out of the fly of his shorts,
very hard. He was proud of his hard-on, pleased that his mother found
it fascinating.

He looked at her. Her silk gown clung to her slender body, outlining
it. The top strained over her pointing tits, the lace exposing the
creamy swells. He saw the shape of his mother's thighs, the way her
nipples pressed at the tip. His cock jerked back and forth as he looked
at her.

Shellie sat near his thighs, staring at her son's cock with smoldering
eyes. She was pleased with the size, the long shaft and rounded head.
She ran a hand up her son's thigh, toying with his balls.

"Beautiful," she murmured huskily. "It's very beautiful, Jay."

Her hands moved up and down his thighs, caressing his flesh. She hooked
her fingers into the waist band of his shorts, and slowly dragged them
down. Jay lifted his ass slightly as his mother pulled his shorts to
his knees.

Shellie again gazed upon his cock, watching his young balls. They
looked very full, loaded and hot. She moved her hand up his leg once
more, and stroked the tips of her fingers over his balls. Jay gasped
and looked down. He was breathing harshly with excitement, and Shellie
was pleased with his responses to her fondling hand.

She drew one knee up, resting her chin on it as she gazed hotly at his
exposed cock and balls, gently touching them. She wanted to expose
herself to him, show him her juicy cunt, but was afraid that once he
saw her unusually long clit he might react as his father had done. But
since her pussy was bubbling with liquid fire, she pressed her other
hand to her crotch, exerting pressure upon that throbbing clit-knob.
When she moved her hand on her pussy, the silky gown slipped along her
thigh, revealing the smooth, creamy leg to her crotch.

"Oh, Jay," she mewled, closing her fist about his cock again. "It's so
hard, baby! So very hard!"

Jay watched his mother, his eyes darting from her thigh to the hand
that was now rubbing up and down her crotch. He wanted to see his
mother's cunt. It was exciting to watch her rubbing between her legs as
she pumped his cock. For his first experience with a girl, it was
plenty for Jay. No one other than himself had touched his cock, and he
enjoyed his mother's hot fist around it.

"Ohhh, baby, I'd love to make you come," Shellie whispered hotly,
squeezing his cock very hard. "I'd love to make you come this way!"

She sat on his right side, her right hand moving up and down his cock.
She parted her long legs wide, but kept the other knee up and her chin
on it. She rubbed at her cunt through the gown, breathing forcefully,
her tits lifting and falling. Jay squirmed his hips, unable to remain
still beneath the stroking fist of his mother.

"Oh, yes," she mewled. "Move, honey! Move all you want. I know you
can't be still when it feels so good."

Jay was moaning softly now, his hips twisting as his mother's fist
moved up and down his cock. Shellie sat with her legs opened, her palm
moving, feeling the wet heat of her cunt coming through the thin gown.
Her fist moved faster, and her palm rubbed with increasing speed. She
writhed her ass on the bed, whimpering as she jacked her son's cock.
There was something especially erotic about him lying there on his back
with those shorts stretched at his knees.

She licked her lips, tasting the wetness from kissing his cock as he
sat on his bunk. She felt the urge to lower her face, kiss it again,
lick at the head, swirl her tongue around it and lap his piss hole. She
resisted the urge, not wanting to startle her son with such a thing.
She rubbed her pussy, excited because he was watching her do it, and
she pumped at his throbbing cock with her other hand. One of her thighs
was completely exposed to her hip, and Jay gazed at the inner flesh.

Jay moaned. "Oh, Mom, you're doing it too fast!"

With a lewd giggle, Shellie pounded faster on his cock, her fist flying
up and down, smacking at the base with a soft sound. Then she twisted
her palm around the wet head, closed her fingers about the shaft, and
jerked vigorously again.

"It's not so fast, honey," she whispered. "Your cock will squirt for
Mother, won't it? I can make your cock squirt, can't I?"

"If you keep going that fast, you will!"

He lifted his hips as his mother came down, and lowered them when she
pulled upward, making fucking thrusts at her fist. He couldn't prevent
the movement. Her fist felt so good on his cock.

So excited to be jacking her son's cock off, Shellie had shoved her
hand beneath her lifted gown. Now she was working a finger into her
cunt, then up over her swollen clit into her cunt again.

Jay stared at her exposure, seeing her finger moving into her pussy,
the thick, silky hair, and part of her clit. He watched her finger stab
into the pink wetness of her cunt, eyes bulging with excitement.

Shellie's finger made wet sounds as she finger-fucked herself, while
her other hand was beating frantically on her son's cock. She twisted
and writhed her ass at the mattress, gasping and whimpering with
boiling hunger. Her fist banged furiously at his hard cock, making his
balls jiggle. Her finger rammed in and out of her cunt, and then she
drew it up to her long clit. She rubbed her slippery wet finger about
the inflamed tip with as much frenzy as she jerked Jay's prick.

"Oh, show me, Jay! Let Mother see you squirt! Oh, darling, come! Let it
go, baby! Shoot it in the air!"

A soft scream bubbled from her throat and she rammed her finger hard
and deep up her cunt, holding it there. Her eyes glazed and she
shivered, squeezing his cock desperately.

"Ohhh, I came!" she gasped. "My God, I came, Jay!"

Jay's eyes were big as he stared at his mother's finger up her cunt. He
wanted to see more of her pussy, but her hand covered it except for
hair along the side.

"Now, you!" she hissed, and began to jerk his cock hard and fast with
short, jerking pumps of her fist. "You're going to come, too! I'm going
to make you come, Jay!"

Jay grunted and arched his hips upward as his mother's hand flew up and
down his cock.

Shellie watched his prick with hot eyes, her finger still buried in her
pussy, but not moving. Her cunt was squeezing at her finger, and her
long clit burned at her palm. She moved her fist up and down her son's
cock almost desperately.

"Come, Jay!" she urged in a husky voice. "It's your turn, baby! Let
Mother see you come! Squirt it, Jay, squirt it!"

Jay was struggling, his uplifted hips twisting. His balls became very
tight, and drew up at the base of his cock.

"Mom, I'm about to ... to come!" he shouted.

"Yes!" Shellie cried out. "Come for me! Come for Mother!"

Shellie's eyes stared at her son's piss hole, watching it flare open
and drip, the head bulging smoothly. She felt her son's cock throb with
more power, and she waited anxiously to see his cum juice gush from it.

Jay's cock erupted.

"Ahhh, baby!" Shellie gurgled, seeing the thick cum juice spurt high
into the air, splashing back down on her wrist. She pumped as he came,
and the cum juice squirted time and again, going high, spattering her
lower arm, his thighs, his stomach. "God, Jay! Oooh, come hard! Sweet,
sweet cum!"

Time and again his cock gushed, coming more than Shellie suspected. By
the time he finished, her lower arm and fist were glistening with the
slippery cum juice, and his thighs and stomach looked coated.

With a grunt of pleasure, Jay let his ass fall to the bed, but Shellie
kept her tight grip on his cock, feeling it relax. Her eyes were
bright, and her face was radiant with excitement. She licked her lips,
and when his cock was soft in her hand, she turned it loose. She leaned
forward on her hands and knees and kissed her son on his mouth,
writhing her full lips against his with a soft, purring sound.

"Don't go away," she whispered as she swung her legs over the edge of
the bed.

The small bathroom was a feet away, and she slipped into it, leaving
the door open. The small reading light on the bulkhead gave just enough
illumination for Jay to watch his mother. She ran water over a cloth,
and then came back to him. She washed the cum juice from his thighs and
stomach, then gently washed his cock and balls, squeezing them tenderly
and with a great deal of affection, smiling at her son.

"Did you like that, honey?" she asked softly.

Jay nodded, grinning up at her.

"It's better than doing it for yourself, isn't it?"

"It sure is, Mom," he agreed, watching her as she used the cloth to
clean her arm and hand.

She leaned down and kissed his mouth once more, then returned to the
small bathroom. Again she left the door open, but stood facing her son.
She lifted her gown to her hips, and sat on the toilet. Jay stared at
her, his eyes seeing the thrust of her pointed tits, the creamy flesh
of her thighs. Then he heard her pissing, and he giggled.

"It isn't funny," she said. "I've heard you pissing in here a lot, you
know. And ... I saw you piss over the deck earlier."

Jay flushed lightly.

"Oh, don't act embarrassed," she said. "You knew I was there, that I
might not be dozing. You're so damned innocent, you know, baby."

Shellie tore a few squares of paper, then changed her mind and tossed
the paper into the small waste basket. She stood, and for a moment held
the nylon about her hips, allowing her son to stare at the silky hair
of her cunt.

"Do you like it?" she asked huskily, lifting the gown to her waist so
her son could see the lush, fan-shaped hair.

"Oh, nice, Mom!"

Shellie twisted her hips lewdly.

"Why don't you take your shorts off for me?" she whispered, stepping
out of the small bath and standing at the side of the bed.

Jay stripped his shorts off swiftly, his cock starting to lift again.

Shellie stared down at it, holding her gown up with one hand and
running her fingers through the soft hair of her pussy. She didn't care
if her son saw her clit now. She was so excited she could hardly stand
it. She took hold of her son's hand, placing his palm against her thigh
and drawing it upward to her hip. Then she grasped his cock and pumped
it, feeling it swell into hardness.

"Ooooh, it's nice and hard again, darling," she cooed hotly, climbing
onto the bed. "So very hard and ... and hot!"

She straddled his legs, holding his balls in one hand, his cock in the
other. She pressed her thighs against his and began to rub her juicy
cunt on one of his knees. Jay felt it, and was holding his breath. He
had never felt a cunt in his young life, but he loved the wet heat he
was feeling on his knee. He pushed his knee at his mother's cunt,
anxiously. Shellie grinned down at him as she felt the pressure.
Rubbing her cunt along her son's knee, Shellie grasped his cock and
jerked up and down, hissing and gurgling with delight.

"Baby, baby, baby," Shellie whispered hotly, sliding her wet, hairy
cunt just past her son's knee. Her eyes smoldered with increasing
desire as she pumped at his cock, rolling and twisting his balls
tenderly. "You're so very big, Jay! So big and hard! Ooooh, honey, your
balls feel so full! Is that for Mother, darling? Are your full balls
for me?"

"Mom, please," Jay groaned, lifting his hips, pushing his cock into his
mother's fist. "You're gonna make me come again if you keep that up!"

"But I want you to come again, darling," she purred, sliding her cunt
along his thigh now, her knees pressing at his hips. "Mother wants you
to come again, but this time ..."

She lifted her ass and shoved the swollen head of his cock against her
inflamed clit. She gasped with the contact, wiggling her hips wantonly.
She looked down, watching the head of his cock peek from the thick
curls of her cunt, feeling the shaft rubbing against her long clit.

"Would you like to feel your cock in me, honey?" she whispered.

"Oh, Mom! Can I? Would you let me stick it in you?" Jay asked
excitedly.

Grinning down at her excited son, Shellie lifted her hips until her
son's cock was beneath her, the swollen head pointing at her pussy. She
held it at the base, moving her hips, rubbing her wet pussy lips along
the head. Jay was holding his breath as he gazed down, watching. His
mother's exceptionally long clit excited him almost as much as the heat
of her wet pussy did.

"Be very still, Jay," she moaned. "Let Mother do it! Be still and let
me show you how good it will feel."

She lowered herself just enough to take the smooth head of her son's
cock into her cunt. Her eyes half closed as an ecstatic moan came from
her. Her cunt squeezed the head of Jay's cock, the contractions
gripping with flexing heat. Shellie purred softly, then a long hiss of
air came from her as she slowly lowered her cunt onto her son's prick.

Jay gurgled as he felt the wet heat closing around his cock, his own
eyes glazed with rapture.

Shellie pushed her cunt down onto his cock until it was buried
completely, her pussy lips smashed at the base. Her cunt kept up the
squeezing sensation as she sat there and breathed deeply, her tits
lifting and falling. She felt his balls against the creamy sweetness of
her tight ass. With a squeal of delight, she squeezed her son with her
knees and thighs, running her hands up and down his chest and stomach,
caressing him, her pussy gripping with fiery wetness.

"Do you like it, honey?" she asked in a husky voice.

"Oh, Mom, it's great!"

With a gurgle of pleasure, Shellie leaned over and kissed her son. The
movement caused her ass to lift slightly, and as she sat up, it went
down on his cock again. The sliding of his prick along the walls of her
cunt sent tremors of delight through Shellie.

She lifted her ass, dragging her cunt up his prick to the head of his
cock, then down again. She repeated this a few times, slowly, watching
her son's face, delighted in his eager acceptance of fucking her. Jay
groaned and twisted beneath his mother, not knowing what to do with his
hands. But Shellie knew; she drew her son's hands to her knees,
bringing his palms up her thighs, then down again, urging Jay to feel
and stroke and caress her flesh.

Shellie fucked her son's cock with her steamy cunt slowly, feeling his
hands on her thighs, moving from her knees up the skin, almost to the
hairs of her cunt.

With a giggle, she asked, "Want to get fucked, darling?"

"Oh, yes, Mom!"

"Mmmm, then let me do it!" Shellie mewled. "You lay still and let
Mother do it, this time. Let me fuck you, Jay! Ooooh, baby, let me fuck
your big, hard cock!"

With gasping hunger, Shellie began to plunged her cunt up and down on
her son's cock, taking it deeply, making the hot lips of her pussy
smack softly and wetly at the base. She jiggled her as, twisting it in
tight circles as she rose and fell. Jay gasped with the ecstasy,
clutching his mother's thighs tightly, lifting his hips into the air.
His balls throbbed with fullness and his cock pulsated with hardness.

Feeling each ridge and throb of his cock, Shellie began to squeal and
bounce up and down vigorously, fucking her son. Her tits strained at
the thin nightgown, the creamy swells heaving. She lifted her head and
closed her eyes, lips parted. She gasped and whimpered as her cunt
stretched around her son's cock, the friction becoming intense. Her
long clit rubbed along the shaft, sending shivers of boiling desire
through her body.

"Oh, baby! Oh, God, darling!" she yelped softly, grinding on her son's
cock in a frenzy. "You feel so good inside me! Ahhh, Jay, I love to
feel your hard cock in my cunt! Oooh, baby, Mother is fucking you!
Mother's hot cunt is fucking your hard cock! Ahhh, baby, baby, my pussy
is so fucking wet and hot ... your cock is so fucking hard! Ohhh, Jay,
Jay!"

Shellie pounded her cunt up and down, throwing her shoulders back, her
tits straining out. She cupped them, her fingers digging into the firm
flesh, her nipples burning through the gown and against her palms. Jay
was making strangling sounds, gripping his mother's thighs hard, his
eyes staring at her cunt riding on his prick.

The wet heat seemed to sear his cock, but it was so good he didn't want
it to ever stop. There was a froth of juices forming on the base of his
prick, smearing his hairless balls. Shellie's cunt dripped and seeped
sugary juices around his cock as she slammed it up and down. She pulled
at her rigid nipples through the gown, her head lifted up, eyes closed.
She squealed and whimpered with the delicious sensations of fucking her
son.

She leaned over her son, bracing herself with her hands on each side of
his head. Her ass twisted and pounded in a frenzy. Her hair swirled
around her twisting face. Jay watched his mother's tits jiggling above
his eyes, seeing her nipples straining through the gown. He clutched
her rippling thighs hard, grunting with the downward thrusts of his
mother's consuming cunt.

"Ahhh, beautiful!" Shellie cried out.

"Do it faster, Mom!" Jay urged, choking.

"Are you about to come, baby?" she asked in a husky voice, her ass
slapping up and down. "Is your lovely hard cock going to squirt in my
cunt? Are you going to come in Mother's hot pussy, darling?"

Jay was straining hard, his young face contorted with agonized ecstasy.
All he could do was nod his head, his throat very constricted.

"Do it!" Shellie hissed.

Her ass began to plunge up and down faster, making grinding motions.
She stabbed her cunt time and again onto her son's hard cock, squealing
as it went deep into her. She shook and sobbed, pounding his cock
almost with a desperation.

She pushed her tits into his face and slid her long thighs along his,
sprawling on top of her son. She began fucking him, her ass lifting and
lowering swiftly in short, quick thrusts. She gasped and squealed as an
orgasm began swelling inside her pussy. Jay, no longer holding his
mother's thighs, threw his arms about her waist and held her tightly,
his face buried between her creamy tits. Shellie clawed at the sheets
above her son's head, her ass whipping up and down frantically, her
cunt riding his cock swiftly.

"Ooooh, baby," she whined. "Mother's cunt is on fire, darling! My cunt
is going to eat you up, baby! Mother's cunt is going to suck your cock
off! Ooooh, Jay, can you feel Mother's pussy jacking you off! And now
I'm coming! Ohhh, shit, am I coming! Jay, my cunt is ... ahhh, God,
it's so fucking good!"

Jay couldn't stand the tightening sensation of his mother's cunt as she
exploded into orgasm. Each wet clutch of his cock brought him that much
closer to discharge.

"Now!" Shellie shouted. "Come in me now!"

With a wild yelp, Jay felt his cock gush, sending boiling squirt after
squirt of thick, creamy cum juice up into his mother. Time and again
his cock spewed, splashing and filling the soft, yet tight, pussy.

The spurting of her son's cum juice into her sent Shellie into a series
of orgasms, orgasms that shattered her, making her scream out with the
intensity of her ecstasy. She smashed her convulsing cunt hard onto his
spurting cock, grinding as she shrieked ...



Chapter 3


Still in her gown, Shellie stepped onto the deck, lifted her arms high
and stretched, feeling very good.

She pulled her nightgown over her head and dropped it onto the mat she
had lain on the day before. Again she stretched in the sun, her naked
tits, flawless, nipples jutting. Then she dived into the river, cutting
the water cleanly.

Shellie had swum in the river naked before, but only when she had been
alone on the houseboat. She loved to swim naked, feeling the water
flowing between her thighs as if it enjoyed caressing her hairy, hot
pussy. She swam back and forth near the houseboat, then climbed from
the water and flopped onto the mat, naked. She let the sun dry her skin
and remembered last night.

Her son had taken to her swiftly. He had sown neither shyness nor
hesitation. What pleased her most was that her son had seen her long
clit but had said nothing about it. Not many women had an inch-long
clit that she knew of. But then he had nothing to compare it to.

Adjusting her tits beneath her, she relaxed as the sun burned onto her
already tanned skin.

Jay stood just inside the door of the cabin, looking at his mother. He
had come from the small bedroom just as she stretched out, and now
stood staring at her naked beauty. His eyes ran up her long, slim
thighs, seeing the swell of her sweet, shapely ass, the tantalizing
split between the cheeks. He couldn't see anything else because his
mother's tits were beneath her. His cock lifted into hardness as he
stared at her ass, and he gently closed his fist about it, moving his
fingers back and forth. The urge to gaze at her loveliness and jack off
was strong.

Then Jay realized that he didn't have to sneak a peek at his mother.
After last night, he was sure his mother was lying there naked for him
to see.

Shellie wiggled her ass and parted her legs. The sun was hot on her
flesh, and her thoughts were creating some deliciously erotic images of
her son in her mind. Jay shifted his position and looked between his
mother's thighs, seeing the hairy lips of her cunt. His cock throbbed
and began to drip from his piss hole.

He moved, quietly, from the cabin and onto the deck. He stood at his
mother's feet, staring at the bulge of her cunt between her parted
thighs. He could see, too, beads of pussy juice glistening on the soft
hair.

With a soft cry, he jumped onto his mother's naked back.

"What the hell!" Shellie gasped, startled.

Jay laughed and shoved his hands underneath his mother's body,
clutching her naked tits tightly, humping his hard cock along the crack
of her ass.

"Gotcha, Mom!" he yelped.

"Oh, you almost made me pee on myself," Shellie replied, feeling her
son's cock rubbing at the crack of her ass, his balls brushing her
juicy cunt. She lifted her ass to him, wiggling it. "You don't want me
to pee all over myself, do you, baby?"

"I don't care," Jay giggled, clutching his mother's tits and pressing
his cock against her ass. She enjoyed the way he was holding her tits,
his fingers tight. She lifted her ass, twisting it.

"Can't you find someplace to put that hard thing, honey?" she gasped.
"Do you need Mother's help?"

"Not now," he said, and scooted his cock down until the head was
between her thighs, prodding the hairy wetness of her cunt. "I can find
someplace to stick it by myself."

"Ooooh, I guess you can!" she murmured with pleasure. "I can feel you
pushing against me."

She lifted her ass to his cock.

Jay shoved the head of his cock into his mother's cunt, and Shellie
gave a delighted gasp.

"See, I found a place for my cock, Mom," he said between her shoulder
blades.

"I'd say you did," she purred. "But is that all I get, just the head?"

For an answer, Jay rammed his cock into her cunt deeply. Shellie
gurgled and lifted her ass even more. She clutched the edge of the mat
with her fingers, burbling happily as her son began to fuck her. His
cock moved in and out, slowly, as last night, but when the rapture
increased, he began to plunge powerfully, making his mother grunt.

"Oooooh, that's very good, Jay!" she gasped, holding her ass up, her
back bowed and knees parted. "You learn fast, don't you?"

"You're a good teacher, Mom!" Jay groaned, lunging his cock in and out
of his mother's cunt.

"Ahhhhh, Jay, it's wonderful!" she whined, twisting her ass into him.
"Ooooh, I love it in the morning, darling! Push it deep! Oooooh, yes,
that's it, baby! Go real deep! I can feel you throbbing inside my cunt!
Oh, fuck me, Jay! Fuck me!"

Clinging to his mother's tits, Jay plunged his cock in and out of her
pussy, his balls swinging, banging against her long clit. Shellie cried
out with ecstasy, grinding her naked ass back at him wantonly. She
pulled her hands beneath her body, cupping them over his, smashing his
palms into her naked tits. The friction of his cock made the lips of
her hairy cunt tingle and burn. She arched her ass into him, feeling
his stomach twisting upon the creamy cheeks. Jay rested his head on his
mother's back, gasping with his effort, fucking her with powerful
thrusts.

"Mom, you're so wet and hot!" he gasped against her back.

"You like me that way?" she asked, her voice thick. "Do you like Mother
to be hot and wet, Jay?"

"Yeah!" Jay grunted.

"Real wet?"

"Wet as you can be, Mom!"

"Mmmmm, fuck that wet cunt, darling!" she urged, writhing her ass. "I
just love to feel a hard cock up my wet cunt! Fuck me, baby! Ooooh,
yes, give Mother that hard cock!"

Jay lunged his cock in and out, clutching his mother's shapely tits
tightly, his breath hot on her back. Shellie twisted and bucked beneath
her son, eyes closed, lips parted, starting to squeal with pleasure.
Her clit felt as if it was longer than ever, bulging out and throbbing
as his balls beat against it.

"I'm gonna make you come, Mom!" Jay cried out. "I'm gonna make you come
so hard and good!"

"Oh, yes, baby!" she gasped, his cock going very deep. "Do that for me!
Make Mother come! Ahhhh, fuck that wet cunt and make it come, making my
cunt squeeze your hard cock! Oooooh, ram it to me, Jay! Ram your cock
hard into Mother's hot cunt!"

Jay stabbed wildly into her pussy, and Shellie lifted her ass to meet
him. She shoved her right hand off his and down her stomach. She caught
her son's balls as they swung forward, and pressed them upon her clit
with a loud gasp of ecstasy. She held her hand so he could rub his
hairless balls along her palm as his cock ran in and out of her
gripping cunt.

"Oooooh, you're sure going to make me come!" she squealed. "Ohhh, yes!
Harder and deeper, baby! Ahhhh, I'm getting very close to coming now!
Fuck me faster ... faster ... Oooooh, almost there! Almost ..."

With a scream that echoed across the river, Shellie came. Her cunt
clutched and sucked at her son's cock, the hairy lips grabbing tightly.
Her uplifted ass twisted and twirled as her son kept up a relentless
pounding of her contracting cunt. The ecstasy was fiery inside her
body, her cunt exploding with a series of agonizing sensations that
sent her mind spinning. She came and came and came, and Jay's cock
continued to thrust into her expanding cunt.

When Shellie didn't think she could stand any more of those explosive
orgasms, she felt her son's cock swell, then gush into her cunt with
rapid spurts. The creamy cum juice spewed from his cock hotly, flooding
the soft walls of her cunt, drenching it, filling her.

Weakly, she lowered her hips to the mat, with her son's cock still
inside her cunt. She shivered beneath him, sighing happily. Jay rested
on his mother's back, still holding her tits. Shellie's hand was still
beneath her pussy, and she gently held his empty balls.

"Was that wet enough for you?" she asked in a whispery voice.

"It was sure wet, Mom," he replied, kissing the creamy flesh of her
back.

"It gets much wetter," she said, a soft giggle bubbling from her lips.

Jay licked his tongue along her shoulders, toward her neck, then dipped
it into his mother's ear. Shellie purred as his wet tongue lapped at
her ear, and she wiggled her ass beneath him.

"I don't know how it cold be any wetter," he said softly into her ear.
"It was about as wet as possible, I think."

"Oh, it can be much, much wetter," she said.

"I doubt it," Jay said, sucking at his mother's ear lobe.

"Oh, but it can," she teased. "Mother's cunt can become very, very
wet."

The lips of her pussy closed about his cock. Only the head of his prick
was inside her now as it shriveled.

"Did you feel that?" she asked. "Did you feel what my cunt did to you?"

"I sure did," he replied, working his tongue between her shoulder
blades.

"Ahhh, nice," Shellie purred, making her cunt squeeze his cock.

Then, with a giggle, she began to piss.

At first Jay didn't know what was happening. He felt the hot wetness
flow over his balls, but when the stream became strong, stinging his
balls, he knew what his mother was doing.

"Mom, you're pissing!"

"I told you," she giggled. "You scared the piss out of me!"

She pissed without shyness, holding the head of his cock inside her
cunt. She felt it on her hand as she held his balls.

"See what you do to me?" she whispered. "You make me so excited, I piss
all over myself."

"That's me you're pissing on, Mom," he replied.

"Mmmmm, so what?"

"I don't care!" Jay giggled, shoving his cock into her cunt as best he
could. "Piss on my balls, Mom. Oh, I can feel you pissing on my balls!"

"This will teach you to sneak up on me and grab a fast fuck," she
laughed lewdly.

"That was a sneaky fuck," he laughed, feeling the hot piss soak his
balls.

"Oooooh, sneak all the fucks you want, baby!" she gurgled, the stream
of her piss slowing.

Jay lifted from her body, sitting back on his heels, his cock dangling
down. He saw his mother's cunt, the puddle of piss beneath it. Shellie
writhed her hips, smashing her bushy cunt into the hot piss. She looked
over her shoulder at him, eyes slitted.

"See something you like?" she whispered.

"Mom, I see a lot I like," he replied with a grin.

Then, as if suddenly shy, Jay took a sideways dive into the river.

Shellie watched him swim back and forth, lifting herself up on her
elbows. She felt love for her son as she watched him swim back and
forth. When he came to the deck, holding it with his hands and looking
at her, Shellie lifted herself higher, exposing her tits to her son's
bright eyes.

She inched herself to the edge of the deck and offered one of her tits
to him. Jay licked his lips, and Shellie pushed a firm nipple to them.
With a soft groan, Jay pulled his mother's nipple into his mouth and
sucked hard on it. Shellie purred.

"Oooh, suck it nicely, baby," she purred. "Suck Mother's tit nicely."

The sound of a powerful motor came from up river. Startled, Shellie
pulled her tit from her son's mouth and looked in that direction.

"Oh, shit!" she gasped, and slipped into the water next to her son.

A powerful motor boat came around the bend of the river. There were two
boys and a girl in it, and as the boat roared past, they waved at
Shellie and Jay.

"Almost got caught, didn't we?" Shellie laughed.

"Not me," Jay said. "You were the one up there naked."

Shellie grabbed at her son's cock beneath the water, pulling it. With a
laugh, she darted away, climbing onto the deck. Jay watched his mother,
seeing the flash of her long legs, her rounded ass, and her cunt.
Standing on the deck, Shellie jutted her lovely ass toward her son,
waggling it saucily, looking over her shoulder and sticking her tongue
out at him.

"Wanna get that thing bit, Mom?" he said.

"Is that a promise or a threat, baby?" she asked huskily.

Jay didn't reply. He stared at his mother's jutting ass, her legs open.
He saw her pussy, the pink lips, and that long clit. As she stuck her
pretty ass out more, the cheeks opened and he gazed at the sweetness of
his mother's asshole. His cock stood hard beneath the water, his balls
becoming tight. Shellie writhed her ass, teasing him. She slid her palm
to her cunt and rubbed it slowly, her fingers brushing the pucker of
her asshole.

"Goddamn," Jay whispered, excited.

"Did you say something, darling?" she asked, bending her knees slightly
and opening them a little more, still rubbing her cunt. Jay, clinging
to the deck, was looking straight up at his mother's crotch.

"No," he said, his voice barely audible.

"You said goddamn, didn't you?"

He nodded once, quickly, licking his lips, his eyes fixed upon his
mother's crotch, watching her fingers rub.

"You're excited, aren't you, darling?" Shellie whispered. "I bet your
cock is very hard, isn't it?"

Jay nodded, unable to speak. Seeing his mother this way fascinated him.

Shellie turned to face her son, looking down at him. He had his elbows
on the deck, his body from the waist down beneath the water. She stood
with legs open, looking down at him. Jay's eyes gazed hotly up at her
crotch.

"Well, is your cock hard, baby?" she insisted.

Again he nodded.

Shellie, feeling wanton, caressed her cunt with both hands, parting the
soft hair to reveal the pink, wet lips, and her long clit bulging
outward. She pulled up on the lips of her cunt, and her clit knotted.
Arching her hips forward, she twisted them in a teasing circle. Her
feet were spread at his elbows and she slowly squatted, her own knees
held wide. Her hairy cunt was very close to her son's face, and Jay
swallowed. He could actually feel the wet heat of his mother's cunt
now.

Looking down at him, Shellie opened her cunt, using her fingers, her
own eyes blazing with erotic fire.

With a soft moan, she pissed.

The golden stream spewed from her cunt, coming out strong. It struck
her son on the top of his head, then arched over his head to the river.
Jay gave a yelp of surprise and ducked down, his eyes turned up,
watching his mother piss. Shellie laughed.

"Almost got you," she gurgled, holding her cunt wide open as she pissed
into the river.

Jay stared with fascination at his mother's cunt, watching the golden
piss gush. He was below her crotch, and the stream spurted past his
head. His cock throbbed up tightly, almost touching his stomach.
Shellie's eyes glowed dreamily with perverse delight, pissing hard as
she held her cunt wide open.

Jay stared, seeing not only his mother's cunt, but her tight-looking
asshole as well. Clinging to the deck with one hand, Jay dropped his
right under the water, gripping his raging hard-on, pumping it, staring
up at his mother's squatting body. Her cunt and asshole were about a
foot above him, and every luscious detail was clearly revealed to him.

"Mmmmm, watching me pissing is enough to make you grab your hard cock,
huh?" Shellie teased, knowing what her son was doing.

Jay nodded. "I see everything, Mom. I see all of you."

"Ooooh, what do you see, darling?" she encouraged, the stream slowing
now. "Tell me what you see."

"Your cunt," Jay answered. "I see your cunt and asshole and ... Mom,
you're beautiful!"

Shellie shivered with pleasure. "Does it get you hard, seeing me piss
this way?"

"Very hard, Mom!" Jay gasped.



Chapter 4


Shellie dressed in her skimpiest bikini, one that hugged her round ass
very tightly. The lower halves of her creamy ass were exposed, and her
cunt made an exciting bulge in the front. The top just cupped her firm
tits, her nipples threatening to climb over the top. Jay wore a pair of
old jeans he had hacked the legs from.

After a very late breakfast, they untied the houseboat and navigated
down the river. They cruised slowly, in no hurry, with no destination
in mind. They passed many people, some on houseboats like theirs, some
in small row boats, and many fisherman.

Every male they passed had to look at Shellie, and she reveled in their
hungry stares. Jay did most of the steering as his mother stood or sat
on the front deck. He watched her, knowing she was enjoying the
attention of those they passed. He was seeing his mother in a different
light now. Maybe it was because they were fucking, but he saw his
mother as a desirable woman more than as an extraordinarily beautiful
young mother. He noticed she would find some excuse to bend over when
they passed a fishing boat, her ass showing. Since he was inside the
small cabin where the wheel was, he was not seen. Jay knew she was
enjoying herself and the comments made about her body.

Until they passed two men in an outboard boat.

"Hot shit!" one of them called. "Hey, sugar, show me where it comes
from and I'll drink a gallon of your piss!"

"Don't pay any attention to him, beautiful!" his companion laughed.
"You can shit in my face any day!"

Jay noticed his mother flushed with such comments. They didn't excite
her at all, he realized.

At mid-afternoon, they tied up at the bank, securing the lines to some
overhanging trees. Shellie prepared a light lunch, and they sat on top
of the cabin and ate. The sun deck was fenced, about a foot and a half
high. If they were lying down on the sun deck, they would be out of
sight of any one passing.

"I hope you don't become as crude as those assholes were," Shellie said
to her son. "Girls don't like those things."

"I know, Mom," Jay replied. "But you sure enjoyed the attention."

"The attention, yes," she confessed. "I'm a woman, and women love to be
admired. I just can't stand men like those two. How they think such
rude comments will help them pick up a woman, I'll never know. Shit in
his face, indeed!"

Jay laughed. "You almost pissed in my face."

"There's a big difference, honey. I enjoy a little perverse play, but
there is a line, after all," she said.

"I don't think I'd enjoy getting a face full of shit," Jay replied.

"What about a face full of piss?" she teased.

Jay looked directly at his mother. "Hot piss?"

"That's the only kind," she answered, her voice throaty.

"Well ... I'd have to think about that," Jay said.

She looked at her son closely. "That man didn't mean he would actually
drink my piss, you know."

"He didn't?"

"He was talking about licking my cunt."

Jay's eyes widened as he looked at his mother. "Licking your cunt?"

"Eating me," she grinned at him. "You know, sticking his tongue up my
cunt and sucking and licking it, making me come with his tongue."

"That's crazy, Mom," Jay said, but his young body shivered.

"Oh, is it?" she asked, arching her eyebrows. "Why is it crazy?"

"Who would use their tongue when they have a hard-on?" Jay countered.
"What good would it do him to suck your cunt when his cock was hard?"

"Oh, you'd be surprised, baby," she cooed, untying her top and letting
her flawless tits out to the sun. "Especially if he had an eager woman
who would ... take his cock in her mouth, too."

Jay's eyes widened as he watched his mother untie the strings of her
bikini and slip out of them. She sat on the chair naked, caressing her
tits and twisting lightly on her nipples.

"Do you do that, Mom?" he asked, his voice husky.

"It depends," she whispered, sliding a hand between her thighs and
caressing her cunt.

"On what?"

"You're interested, aren't you, baby?" she grinned at her son, her
expression lewd.

"You might piss," he said, watching her part her thighs and scoot her
ass to the edge of the chair.

"I might," she teased. "Are you thinking about sucking Mother's cunt?"

Jay nodded. "But I don't wanna get a face full of piss," he said.

"Are you sure about that?" Shellie murmured, rubbing two fingers along
her long, distended clit.

Jay's cock swelled inside his cut-offs, the head of his cock slipping
into view. Shellie gazed at it, licking her lips, sliding a finger into
her cunt. She worked it in and out, while Jay watched. Shellie stared
at the head of her son's cock. His comment about pushing his face into
her cunt thrilled her. It had been a long time since she felt a tongue
up her pussy, and she loved to be licked. Perhaps that was because of
her extra-long clit too. She didn't know, but she loved to have her
cunt sucked. Her orgasms were powerful when she had a tongue inside her
pussy, or lapping at her clit, or lips sucking on it.

Jay didn't know what to say to his mother's question. He found himself
wanting to feel her soft, wet cunt against his mouth, but he wasn't
sure at all if he wanted her to piss in his face. She teased him a lot,
and maybe she was teasing him now, but then again, maybe she wasn't.

"Mom, you said it depends on something whether you take a cock in your
mouth," he said. "What does it depend on?"

"Mmmm, you are interested!" she gurgled, twisting her clit gently. "It
depends on what my man does for me," she said. "I'm not bashful, Jay.
If a man does certain things to me, so that I enjoy it, I return
everything he does." She slipped her finger into her cunt, seeing her
son's excitement. "If my man licked my pussy, you can be sure I'd suck
his cock."

Jay's prick slipped from his cut-offs, the head swollen, his piss hole
flaring. Shellie watched it drip, and she swallowed with eagerness to
taste it. What she had told her son was true; she would suck cock if a
man licked her cunt. But she knew, for her son, she'd suck him off
whether he licked her pussy or not.

Slipping to her knees, she knelt before him, sliding her hands up his
legs to his crotch. She pulled the crotch of his cut-offs to one side,
revealing hairless balls and the length of his hard-on. She tickled his
balls tenderly, closing her fingers about his cock with her other hand.
She squeezed hard, making the smooth head bulge and drip more. Her eyes
stared at his piss hole, watching the clear juices bead up and sparkle
in the late afternoon sun.

The sounds of boats passing them made no difference to Jay and Shellie.
Although Jay could see the people in the boats, his mother's head was
beneath the short railing. If another houseboat passed, and people were
on the top sun deck, they could see.

She gazed at her son's hard cock with hungry eyes, stroking it slowly,
twisting her fist about it, cupping his balls and feeling the hot
fullness of them. She lowered her face close to the head of her son's
cock.

"Are you gonna put it in your mouth, Mom?" Jay asked in a shaking
sound.

"You'd love it, wouldn't you, honey?" she purred, placing her lips to
the wet piss hole and brushing them from side to side. "You'd love to
have me take this cock in my mouth, wouldn't you?"

Jay nodded eagerly.

Lifting her face, she ran her tongue across her moist lips, tasting the
juices from his cock.

"What would you do for Mother?" she asked throatily. "Would you do it
for me, too?"

Jay squirmed in his chair, placing his hands on his mother's naked
shoulders. Shellie arched her tits to her son's crotch and rubbed them
along the hard shaft, feeling his cock throb between them. She closed
her tits tightly about his cock and rubbed them up and down. The heat
of his cock between her tits made her naked body tremble with
eagerness. She pushed the dripping piss hole of his cock against her
nipples, mewling softly as they began to glisten.

Jay watched, his fingers digging into her creamy shoulders. His cock
was very hard, and his balls ached with swollen fullness. Shellie
rubbed her tits against his balls, her eyes turned toward his face,
glazed with passion. Jay was very excited, and he squirmed his ass
against the chair.

"Would you lick Mother's cunt if I sucked your cock, darling?" she
asked in a husky voice.

Jay nodded, no longer thinking she might piss in his face. At the
moment, his cock was making up his mind.

"Wonderful, baby," Shellie cooed, pulling him from his chair.

When he was on his feet before her, she opened his cut-offs and slipped
them down. As Jay stepped out of his shorts, a boat passed, a young
girl in it. She waved at him, and Jay lifted his own hand in return.
Shellie knelt before her son, holding his hips and staring at his
throbbing cock.

"God, Jay! You have such a beautiful cock!"

Shellie opened her mouth and pulled half her son's cock into her mouth.
She closed her eyes as she felt the burning throb of it between her
lips. She pressed it with her tongue, then licked it, purring with
delight.

"Ohhhh, Mom!" Jay gasped, feeling the wet heat of his mother's mouth on
his cock. "Oooooh, this feels so good!"

Shellie gurgled, sliding her lips down onto his prick, her eyes
gleaming up at him. Her lips smashed at the base, feeling the sparse
crinkle of hair there. The swollen head of her son's cock was pressing
at the back of her throat. The taste of her son's cock excited her
tremendously. Shellie had sucked cock before, but she felt more excited
to have her son's cock inside her mouth than any other time, with any
other man. Jay's cock was perfect inside her mouth. it didn't choke her
by going too deep, and her mouth could hold it tightly and still use
her tongue.

She flicked her tongue about his piss hole, tasting the seeping juices,
her naked body trembling as her cunt pulsated. Her long clit was
extended and hard, throbbing ever so sweetly, the cheeks of her naked
ass clenching. She purred and mewled about her son's cock as she sucked
back and forth on it, holding his hips.

Jay stood, his legs shaking, looking down at her, ignoring passing
boats, not caring if anyone could see them or not. His mother was
sucking on his cock and it felt so good, he didn't want her to stop,
ever.

Shellie pushed her mouth to the base, and rubbed his hairless balls on
her chin, her throat working a